𝐇𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐋𝐄𝐒𝐒 • 𝐎𝐒𝐂𝐀𝐑 𝐃𝐈𝐀𝐙

𝖙𝖜𝖊𝖓𝖙𝖞 𝖙𝖜𝖔

"And why I ran when found out he was a Santos? Because a Santos killed my twin brother" I say, "I'm not a Prophet, I hate that gang as much as you do because they took my family away from me— and left me with nothing!" I say as tears ran down my face

"Let me ask you a question— if I was a prophet why would I stay in a house full with Santos? To gather information?, I'm not stupid that will get me killed faster then you can blink! So once again I'm not a prophet, I'm not gathering information at this point in my life— I'm just trying to survive" I say before walking back into the house

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𝕺𝖘𝖈𝖆𝖗

Once Jo went back inside, everyone was silent. I looked at Tito who stood there just silent as everyone else. I walked up to him "get out!" I say, "what?" he asked,  "I said, get out"

"You can't kick me out— and I'm not leaving!" Tito says getting in my face, I pushed him away, causing him to charge towards me. Everyone grabbed us putting us away from each other.

"I'm not kicking you out the gang—I'm kicking out of my house!" I yelled at him, "Seriously? Spooky we've been friends since high school—you really gon chose that bitch over me?!" He yelled

I pushed them off of me as I got in Tito's face again, "she ain't no bitch!— take all yo stuff and leave!" I say, "you can't do this spooky" he says

"I just did, take yo girl and get out!" I say, "this ain't over—imma show you—you gon regret this!" He yelled as moved towards the gate, Candice followed him putting her hand on his shoulder which he pushed off "get of me!" he says as I put a cigarette between my lips they left out of the backyard

It was quiet, I lit the cigarette and drew in the nicotine before taking the cigarette away and blowing out the smoke, I look around to everyone staring at me "What the hell y'all looking at? " I asked. They scattered around the backyard and so did I.

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𝕵𝖔

𝖎𝖙'𝖘 𝖑𝖆𝖙𝖊𝖗 𝖎𝖓 𝖙𝖍𝖊 day and I've basically stayed inside ever since the altercation with Tito, I understand why he was worried but that doesn't mean it didn't hurt. I'm sitting on Oscar's bed with coco beside me.

When the door opened and in walked Oscar and he closed the door behind him, "you okay?" He asked, "Yeah, I'm fine" I say

"You don't have to worry about Tito— I took care of him" he says, "what do you mean?" I asked as he sat next to me, "just know he won't bother you anymore" he says and just nodded "come here" he says, I scooted over and he held me in his arms

"can I ask you a something"  he says and I nod

"what did you mean when you said the prophets took your family away?" He asked

"well— my mom died when I was 1, in a drive by shooting and my dad was a prophet, he became hell-bent on raising my brother and I as prophets but I don't know for some reason— it was like he started to despise me, he gave my brother all his love and affection and he couldn't even tell me I was pretty. Now I know he was just getting my brother ready to get jumped in, he didn't want me in the gang— because he saw me like my mom, he thought I was weak— because I did certain things that reminded him of her and when I was 15 Jonathan died. He blamed me, he gave me all of his aggression and hate." I say

"How did he die?" He asked

"It was after midnight and we went to a party— there was a lot of drugs and alcohol. But I was having fun. there was a big fight and then the police showed up. So Jonathan, couple of our friends and me, we were all underage so we made run for it. We ended up on Santos territory, and some guys noticed our colors and pulled a gun out on us—God it was 7 of em against the four of us— Jonathan kept telling me to run but I didn't want leave him, one of the Santos aimed his gun at me and he pulled the trigger, I ducked but the bullet went into one of friends chest—she bleed out. Jonathan yelled to run he told me to run and he was right behind me and I believed him. Turns out he pulled out gun and—" I interrupted myself as tears run down my face and my sobs was untamed

Oscar hugged me tighter as I cried "it's okay—I'm sorry I bought it up" he says rubbing my back, it became quiet was he just held in silent until he spoke up again "jo" he says

"Yeah?" I say

"You're not weak" he says, I pulled away from our hug to look at him

"You are strong and beautiful" he says wiping the tears off my face

"Your old man don't deserve you—he missed out on having you his life—and that's his fault " he says making smile, I kissed him before giving him another hug "how'd I get so lucky?" I whispered

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I just found out that one of my high school teachers passed away, so I'm gonna take break for short while.

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